"To float in the world, a millet in the sea, mourn the life of my life, envy the infinite ...... of the Yangtze River"

"In ancient times, there were outstanding people in my hometown who lamented the shortness of life and the shortness of life, and now they are about to reach the limit of the humanitarian field, and I can't imagine that there are still many emotions in my heart. ”

Zhang Liang was full of emotion, one step is an endless distance, the weather is repeated, time changes, and the fairy world is full of vitality.

Everyone has a vigorous spirit, and he is surprised along the way.

He had seen strong people who had just returned from the battlefield, and they were generally arranged to cultivate in several huge cities in the border wilderness, and they would not return to the immortal realm until they stabilized their spiritual realm.

I have also seen young people who have nothing to do and nothing more to be taken to the border by their families, and they have seen the cruelty of the past, tempered in blood and fire.

There are also many descendants of powerful races who are traveling in the mountains and rivers, admiring all kinds of strange scenes in the fairy world, and writing one poem after another.

Some people are tired of fighting, and they just want to be with the countryside for life.

Everyone can choose their own path, and they don't need to work all day long for their powerful strength like the ancient people, hiding from the pursuit of demons, and being under tremendous pressure from birth, and they can't hide.

This is a prosperous era where a hundred flowers bloom, and the original hundred skills of the mortal world are once again blooming in the immortal world.

Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, lyrics, songs, fu......

The monk is not crazy about the pursuit of lethal power, but the pursuit of a higher realm, such a world is a real and realistic world.

After all, force cannot become the only one in a world, perhaps any existence must have force to survive in the heavens and all worlds, but it is not force that makes this world more wonderful and strange.

A variety of different skills can constitute a true civilization, not just killing and conquering.

Zhang Liang walked in this world, looking at the large peaceful fairy world, his heart was thoughtless, and he was promoted to an inexplicable level.

The Xuan Gong in the body operates involuntarily, and the Wanyan Holy Secret was originally enlightened in this world, and it is born in this world, and there is only one root power, which is untraceable, but it is real.

He is inexplicably sublimated, and the whole person walks in the world according to his instincts.

The last time he arrived in this world, the law of balance in this world, the supreme consciousness in the underworld, had injected the fortune of heaven and earth into his body, making him a child of destiny.

It's a pity that at that time, the law of balance had killing intent, and wanted to wipe him out of the world, Xiaoshu fled directly with him, and Xiaoshu's magical powers disintegrated his life and death danger at that time.

The luck of the son of heaven and earth was integrated into his body and never disappeared, but he never dared to return to this world easily, so the miracle never appeared.

Now that he has returned to this world again, when he has let go of his heart and comprehended heaven and earth, the seed that has been in the deepest part of his body has finally been activated, and all the hind hands left by the law of balance have disappeared, because this supreme existence has disappeared between heaven and earth.

Use its supreme power to balance this world and propel it to higher levels.

Even the Law of Balance could not imagine what a change would be brought about by the reappearance of the Child of Fortune, who had disappeared for countless years.

And Zhang Liang's only feeling is that his affinity for this world has greatly increased, as if Xiaoshu is using its unique ability to improve his understanding, his spirit is sublimating, and all kinds of spiritual light are gushing.

The essence of the four directions poured into his body like water, and the rules of heaven and earth were like naughty children, flying into his body one after another, giving him a unique understanding.

Especially for time and space, his perception has been raised to the peak, this time it is no longer time fragments flying around him, a big river rushing from his feet.

I don't know the source, I don't know where I'm going, and I never stop.

Zhang Liang walked forward according to the inexplicable instinct in his heart, and after the seed belonging to the son of luck was activated, he had this inexplicable ability, which was inexplicable, but it was real.

He took a step that was tens of thousands of miles away, walking all the way to the north, and now the vast fairy world didn't know how huge it was, even if Zhang Liang didn't use all kinds of magical powers, it took half a month to just rely on instinct to walk.

As he got closer and closer to the place that made his heart throb, he saw more and more people on the road, all dressed in black and black robes, shrouded in shadows, unable to see clearly.

Seeing that Zhang Liang was not wearing a black robe, an old man directly handed him a black robe, without saying much, Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, his mind was all integrated into the void, and he was perceiving the endless rules of heaven and earth, and his body's instinct was a little dull and sluggish.

The old man saw him standing in a daze, and finally spoke: "You are also going on a pilgrimage! Then put on this black robe." This is a tradition that has been handed down since the primeval era, not only to show respect for the Supreme Xuanyuan, but also to hide one's identity.

No matter what grievances there are, no swords are allowed here, and no one is allowed to explore the faces of others under the black robe. ”

Zhang Liang took the wisp of thought left in his body, and put the black robe on his body, his face was completely shrouded in the wide black robe, and he couldn't see it really.

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said: "Actually, there is a deeper meaning in the primeval era wearing a black robe, everyone in that era could not see the light, no new supreme appeared, and there was no face to face the Xuanyuan supreme who had fallen in the bloody battle of the human race, so everyone covered their faces in black robes...... Alas......"

Before the old man finished speaking, he saw Zhang Liang disappear in place with one step, appearing in an endless distance, he couldn't help but be stunned, shook his head, sighed, and said no more, all the words were blown away in the wind.

The further you walked, the more amazing it became, as people in black robes walked across the land, silent all the way, and no one was here to talk to each other.

For the Terrans of this era, any Terran who can walk in the world has the power to burn mountains and boil seas.

The immortal world is huge and boundless, and all kinds of rules are dense, so if you want to survive in this world, your innate strength is extremely strong, and at the same time, in order to make the new generation of the immortal world grow better, all kinds of divine power books are spread all over the world, and there are colleges dedicated to the education of the new generation, and any graduate who walks out of it has the strength that is not inferior to the sixth order of the god tomb world.

Anyone around Zhang Liang has the strength to fly away, and everyone did not use the mysterious power, but walked to the end step by step.

The wind was howling, and as it went deeper and deeper, there was only one color left between the heavens and the earth, and there were snowflakes everywhere, which was a rare spectacle in the fairy world.

The powerful existence has long had the strength to change the world, and there are birds and flowers everywhere, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is really amazing to be able to see a region covered with snow all year round.

There is nothing special about the black robe, it is just made of ordinary materials, but along the way, no one has used the power of divine sense to explore the true identity of the people under the black robe, which is civilization and inheritance.

Relying entirely on walking, Zhang Liang, like tens of millions of black robes, walked for more than half a year before he really reached the end.

The boundless blue sea roared and roared, and the waves rolled up thousands of feet high, shattering all the clouds in the sky.

A tomb made entirely of bronze appeared in Zhang Liang's eyes, the tomb was unpretentious, without the slightest vision, on a mountain peak on the edge of the North Sea.

There are stone peaks everywhere, and the roaring waves make the peaks full of caves with nine twists and eighteen bends, and in the caves one after another black iron chains are suspended, stained with specks of blood, which are still bright red, and contain a great power.

Zhang Liang was thoughtless, his mind was promoted to an inexplicable point, during this half-year-long pilgrimage, the seeds of the son of luck in his body grew stronger and stronger, and every step from the earth there was endless essence pouring into his body.

The endless rules of heaven and earth made him more and more unpredictable, and watching the historical changes of the fairy world had already made him have a great understanding, and in this case, he silently walked to the quasi-emperor eightfold heaven.

There was no fierce battle, no endless conquest, just so plain and insipid that he stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Eight Heavens.

Even his mind was still spinning wildly, and the transformation was still going on like crazy, as if there was no end in sight.

The whole world seems to be helping him, if you have to describe it in a special state, that is, the invincible thing that covers the world of the heavens is the Emperor who fuses the seal of the heart of heaven, and all the secrets of the whole world seem to be open to him, and all kinds of incomprehension and doubts on the way to practice in the past have been answered.

Every black-robed person who arrived here silently bowed to Emperor Xuanyuan Qiu, and occasionally some powerhouses of the primeval era would even cry bitterly here.

"Your Majesty, I'm waiting for the primeval people to finally rise, have you seen it?"

"Your Majesty, your dedication to our clan will be engraved in the blood of all people and passed on forever......"

"The clansmen who suffered in the Demon Realm have all been taken back by us, and all of them are buried in their homeland, Your Majesty, you can rest in peace......"

"The main god who pressed us to the point of being out of breath in the past has escaped into the long river of time and space, and the strongest in our realm has gone to hunt down and kill ......"

The strong men who were born in the Heaven Swallowing Era looked at the strong men who couldn't control their emotions and burst into tears, and they were a little puzzled and a little puzzled.

They were born in the most powerful period of the immortal realm, and they had not experienced the time of the primeval era, although every family elder and a cultivation academy had taught them that period of history, but after all, it was difficult to feel the pain and struggle without personal experience.

Seeing one after another strong men who have survived to the present in the primeval era crying here, they seem to have received an inexplicable baptism, and there is a huge shock in their hearts, and they can't help but be solemn and respectfully salute the mausoleum of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.